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Chapter 159

Chapter 159:

The atmosphere between them changed suddenly, and Eileen felt an unmistakable unease. Her heart beat faster, and she couldn’t help but steal glances at Bryan. Then, Bryan’s dark eyes met hers. He spoke first. “How is your mother doing now that they’ve developed the new medicine? Has she recovered?”

His recollection of Ruby’s medical plan took Eileen by surprise. She managed a small smile and answered, “She hasn’t woken up yet, but it looks like she might wake up any day now.” Bryan’s face grew solemn upon hearing this. He paused before responding, “That’s good.”

The memory of the troubling event at the hospital a year ago, which involved Vivian, lingered in their minds. Eileen inhaled deeply and shifted the conversation. “Wist Land feels like spring year-round, and the air here is so much cleaner than in Onaland.”

“You’re right,” Bryan said. He was about to say more when his phone interrupted him.

Eileen let go of his hand and quickened her pace. Bryan’s expression darkened as he took the call from Zola, who was asking about Milford at the hospital. He spoke in a low voice, patiently explaining something. Eileen didn’t stray too far and couldn’t hear the details, but she could tell a woman was on the other end.

Once the call ended, they reached the door. The warmth they had felt earlier was gone, and Bryan was annoyed because of that. Eileen stayed quiet, cooked in silence, and then went to clean up in the kitchen after eating. Afterward, she announced, “I’m going to rest.” Then, she quickly went back to her room.

Bryan remained on the sofa, watching her leave. Once in her room, Eileen intended to stay there, but when she tried to take a shower, she found the water wasn’t working. Left with no choice, she ventured out to see what was wrong. Bryan was no longer in the living room.

Eileen tiptoed to the kitchen, where the tap flowed freely, yet no water reached her bathroom. She returned to her room, and after a moment’s thought, sent Bryan a message. “The shower in my room seems to be broken.” She was about to suggest calling a plumber when Bryan quickly replied, “I’ll be right there.”

Bryan’s response surprised her. In no time at all, he pushed open her door. Eileen, wrapped in a bath towel that barely reached her thighs, stood with her slender legs exposed. Bryan’s gaze darkened, his expression changing visibly.

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he said, closing the door behind him. He unbuttoned his shirt cuffs, rolled up his sleeves, and approached her slowly, his voice hoarse and

he believed she had called him here deliberately. Her ears turned red, and her neck and collarbone flushed. Her smooth skin

the main light, leaving only a dim glow from the ceiling. As he walked toward her, he began to unbutton his shirt, revealing a glimpse of his muscular chest. Eileen found herself captivated, losing all coherent thought until she was in his arms. He laid

close their breaths mingled. “If I were as passive as you, when would

you. This is not what you think it is.” “Then that’s your issue. I’ve

for the new project, she knew it wasn’t her money that he cared about. This was intentional. “If you don’t pay, I’ll assume you’re dissatisfied with my service. Don’t worry; I’ll make sure you’re satisfied today,” Bryan said. He paid no heed to the expression on her face, driven by his desire. He was more relentless than that night, as he

by his presence until dawn even without work. Her voice was hoarse, and her body

lay on her stomach as he pulled the quilt up from her waist. His rough fingers traced her

gently smoothing her tangled hair with his

bore signs of fatigue, her thick, curly lashes framing her closed eyes. Her lips were slightly parted, and her breathing was light. It was three in the afternoon when Bryan decided to wake her,

gently. Eileen tried to respond but found her voice too hoarse, her throat still sore from the night’s exertions. Thankfully, she didn’t have to work in the coming days. She rolled her

improved. She asked in a low voice,

to reveal his collarbone, which sported a deep tooth mark. Eileen couldn’t recall when she had bitten him and wondered if he felt the pain at all. Considering the wounds on his back from that night and now the teeth marks on his collarbone, she puzzled over why he

hundred dollars from her pocket despite her sore legs and slipped the money into his shirt pocket. “Your payment!” she declared in a hoarse voice. Bryan’s expression darkened immediately, but then he smiled, a hint of amusement in his voice. “Are you implying that I’m

fingers, folding them neatly, and slipping them into his trouser pocket. “Two hundred is enough.” With that, he squinted his eyes, turned, and walked

feelings. In the evening, the setting sun cast a golden glow across the room, enveloping the figure on the bed in warm light. The sunlight was so bright that Eileen couldn’t keep her eyes open. She reached out, grabbed her phone from the bedside table, and noticed Bryan had silenced it. She had missed several messages and calls, all related to the education agency. Methodically, she responded to

by voices outside. Someone was coming. Eileen turned to see Phoebe entering the room, her eyes filled

could faintly

He mentioned it was hard for you to talk. It turns out your voice is